Chapter 148: 145. Prince Haiman the Househusband

"Come, come, come, start another round. Today I'll show you who the real sniper god is!" Prince Haiman clamored.

Lin Mei, who had just walked down, heard this, and her expression immediately darkened. She discovered that the longer Prince Haiman spent in contact with Zhang Ran, the more improper this guy became.

It seemed that around Zhang Ran, this British Prince, already over forty, had suddenly turned into a child; he loved to compete with Zhang Ran over everything, and he had also become unrestrained in his speech.

Zhang Ran glanced at him and said, "Heh, today I'll let you witness what a 'Voldemort' is!"

This world had no Harry Potter, so Prince Haiman did not understand this reference, but very quickly, he understood the meaning behind Zhang Ran's words.

And so, there was one more Voldemort in this game!

Sicheng had not yet finished work, but because he had just received a call from Zhang Ran saying he wanted to start a live stream with Prince Haiman again, he waited at the scene, watching the data soar.

It had to be said that the learning curve for the game PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds was very low, especially for the mobile version, which was also very convenient to play.

Coupled with the gimmick of having Prince Haiman, many players fell in love with this game after downloading it.

Especially with this type of competitive game, aside from hacks, spending money only made one's game character look better; everything else depended on one's own skills.

Such games were actually very attractive to players.

Watching the game's download count continuously soar, Sicheng felt like he was floating on air.

However, very quickly, he was called away by a phone call, told his subordinates to inform him of any situation, and then drove off.

"I say, Da Ming, why are you out drinking so late?" Sicheng arrived at their usual spot and looked at Liu Ming as he spoke.

Liu Ming had him sit down, then said, "I saw Siyan last night."

"Oh, so you saw her, so what? Did you confess?" Sicheng said dismissively.

Liu Ming gave a bitter smile: "Stop teasing me. I didn't just see Siyan; I also saw your dad."

"Hmm? Last night? You were with them?" Sicheng did not know about the Engagement between Sun Gaixin and Tian Ya.

Liu Ming said, "Yes."

"How was it? Did you have any thoughts after seeing my dad?" Sicheng said with a smile.

"Honestly, I was originally planning to visit your uncle in the next two days, but now I'm really a bit afraid." The corners of Liu Ming's mouth grew even more bitter.

At first, when he heard Sicheng talk about how Zhang Ran treated Sun Gaixin's parents, he hadn't paid much attention; in any case, he had never thought about treating Siyan poorly in his heart.

But last night, Zhang Ran's attitude toward Tian Yaohui and the matter of Prince Haiman made him seem to understand that the person he was about to face was no ordinary person.

Actually, if one thought about it carefully, it made sense; if he were an ordinary person, it would have been impossible for him to have no consequences after breaking the legs of Sun Gaixin's parents back then.

Sicheng did not know about yesterday's events, but seeing Liu Ming's appearance, he still patted his shoulder and said, "Brother, I really advise you: it's best to give up on Siyan. It's not that I don't want to see you two together—actually, I've always wanted you two to be together, and I know you truly like Siyan.

But the situation is different now. I'm truly afraid that by then, the two of us won't even be able to be friends. You aren't alone; you have your own parents. Can your parents accept a woman who is divorced and has a child?"

"And once your parents make Siyan suffer, I really don't know what my dad will do. Really, don't look at how he seems not to care too much about Siyan right now; I can actually tell that he cares too much about Siyan's feelings, which is why he hasn't dared to interfere much in Siyan's affairs."

Sicheng was truly concerned for his brother Liu Ming, which was why he said this.

Liu Ming sighed and said, "Actually, I'm not worried about that. My parents have always liked Siyan very much."

"That was in the past! Uncle and Auntie certainly liked Siyan back then, but that was liking the Siyan of the past, not the one now." Sicheng's tone grew heavier.

He really wanted to persuade Liu Ming to give up now; it was just that he was gradually beginning to grasp some of Zhang Ran's thoughts. He felt happy and warm about such thoughts and behaviors from Zhang Ran, yet he was also worried for his brother.

Sicheng did not know which side he should stand on when the time came, though in his heart, he already had an answer; otherwise, he wouldn't have said these things to Liu Ming.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this. I came to find you today just to drink with you." Seeing Sicheng keep trying to persuade him, Liu Ming simply stopped talking about it and just drank.

Over the next few days, Zhang Ran and Prince Haiman continued to purchase goods for the New Year. Especially since it was Prince Haiman's first time experiencing such a life, he got into the spirit and bought everything he wanted.

Zhang Ran's refrigerator was already full by the second day; having no choice, they bought another refrigerator on the spot to fit everything.

The "creations" of the four little ones also made significant progress, but they had also had many arguments, and the most serious one almost led to a fight.

At the time, the two heartless elders, Zhang Ran and Prince Haiman, were just watching from the side, even cracking melon seeds, looking like they were watching a good show, which almost made Lin Mei die of anger.

It shouldn't be said that the four little ones were arguing, but rather three of them, excluding Susu.

The reason was also very simple: they all wanted to protect their younger sister, so in writing the stories representing "themselves," they all depicted themselves as great heroes protecting their younger sister Qiwa, which led to some conflicts.

So they argued, and neither would give way to the other.

On the twenty-eighth before the New Year, Siyan came over in the morning. After Zhao Jingyu had carefully explained the project cooperation to her over the past few days, she had also agreed to it.

However, Siyan also made her stance clear: this time, she was only going to talk to Prince Haiman in the name of the company, not in a private capacity.

So this time, Siyan also brought Zhao Jingyu along to indicate the identity she was representing now, not wanting to put Prince Haiman in a difficult position.

But in fact, Siyan also knew that no matter what, just looking at the relationship between Prince Haiman and her father, as long as she stepped forward, Prince Haiman would still take that relationship into account; it was just that Siyan wanted to minimize that influence as much as possible.

"Siyan, come, come, come, try the baked flatbread made by Uncle Haiman." As soon as Prince Haiman saw Siyan, he said this immediately.

Siyan looked at Prince Haiman, who was wearing home clothes and an apron, and for a moment, she almost didn't react.

Zhao Jingyu was even more stunned on the spot. Is this really Prince Haiman? How is he so different from the news online?

Right now, he looked like a househusband, not a Prince of a great nation.